To Be Yours Again-Chapter 275 His own wife

Meanwhile, Raphael was starting to get along with Monalisa. As the days passed, it was harder to see her as his brother’s wife, he was starting to see her as his own wife.

Everything was driving him crazy. But on the bright side, through Dante’s help, he was adapting to his role as the CEO.

Monalisa had also gone back to dancing.

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*RAPHAEL*

The following day, I resumed work again, I was busy all morning trying to catch up on things.

By noon, I leaned against my chair trying to relax a bit, I was exhausted.

I brought out my cellphone and slid into the gallery.

I smiled seeing the pictures I had taken of Mona.

Of course she didn’t know I had taken them though.

She didn’t want us to take pictures together and she didn’t want to take pictures of herself too so I had taken them secretly when she was walking around, or amazed by one thing or the other.

She had been hostile to my employees this morning again, I hope she isn’t treating them too badly as I’m away.

Oh my poor employees.

I recalled that night that I had watched her dance.

I wanted to see it again so I got my computer busy, instead of working, I was busy browsing through Mona’s ballet’s videos.

She dances so well.

There was a particular one I didn’t like.

She had performed it with a man, he kept on holding her waist, twirling her around and dancing all touchingly...who does that?

“What are you doing?”

Startled, I looked up and saw Allegra.

“Fuck, you startled me.”

“Sorry, what were you watching so intently?”

“Mona. Boy, she’s one great Ballerina.”

She grinned. “Is that so? Are you bonding with your new wife already?”

I laughed. “I guess.”

“I want to take the rest of the day off. I have something important to take care of.”

I frowned. “I hope it’s nothing serious.”

“No, it’s not. You don’t have to worry about me.”

“Okay then, you can go.”

She held my hand, squeezing it. “Thank you, Enzo.”

“You’re welcome.”

Smiling, she turned around and walked away.

I won’t deny that I’m not aware that Allegra wants me.

Dante told me she has always been in love with Lorenzo.

And now that everyone thinks I’m Lorenzo, she’s all over me.

Couldn’t she respect the fact that I’m married?

Even if I wasn’t really married to Mona, I still couldn’t cheat on her.

I could only be free when Lorenzo comes back.

I can only hope Allegra respects herself.

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*MONALISA*

My dancers were on break so I took the opportunity to get on my outfit and practice alone.

I don’t want anyone correcting my mistake.

“Ma’am. Someone’s here to see you.”

I turned around to see one of my bodyguards leading a lady in.

She looked familiar.

Oh that’s right.

I think Lorenzo’s second secretary.

I waved at my bodyguard that he could leave.

“Hello, Mona.” She began.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, wanting to get to the point.

“No exchange of pleasantries, that’s rather too rude of you.”

“Can you just go straight to the point? As you can see, I’m quite busy at the moment.”

“I want you to end your marriage with Lorenzo. He doesn’t deserve to be with someone like you.”

I scoffed.

I don’t want to be with him either.

“What was your name again?”

She glared at me. “Allegra.”

“It’s obvious you like him and he’s not reciprocating your feelings but go take it out on him not me. I thought you had something meaningful to do here. Since you don’t, Kindly exit my opera.” I snapped and turned around.

“I told him.”

What the hell is her problem?

“What?”I asked, and spun to face her angrily.

“Today, I told him about your sex tape...about how everyone has seen you...about how you had been screaming with ecstasy while three men took turns in filling you with their cocks.”

“He didn’t know of this before?” I asked a little breathlessly.

“No.“

I swallowed hard.

No wonder he hadn’t made any comment about that incident.

Everyone I had encounter always had something to say about it, always wanted to say something to make me feel tormented.

No wonder he hadn’t been staring at me like a whore.

“Believe me, he was disgusted by it and he can’t believe he agreed to marry someone like you. So before he comes home to tell you how dirty and used you are. I wanted to give you a heads up. End your marriage with Lorenzo.”

“Get out.” I murmured.

“Mona...”

“GET OUT!” I yelled, startling her.

She spun and walked away.

I felt furious.

Trying to calm down, I started dancing...

But then there were voices....

Voices of all the ridicules I had gotten over the years.

Voices of how dirty people think I am.

I broke into tears.

As I danced...I cried.

Deep down, I really hate being this broken lady.

I lost control of myself, I missed my steps, pain rocketed from my ankle and then I fell. My head colliding with the floor.

Darkness enveloped me.

I wished it could stay this way forever.

The darkness. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

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My eyes opened and my heart felt heavy that I didn’t stay in the darkness for a long, long time.

“Mona, you’re awake.” I heard my brother’s voice as he came around.

Then I saw my father.

He looked worried.

“You’ve never had an accident while dancing, my dear.” My dad added, stroking my hair.

“How are you feeling?”bI looked sideways hearing Lorenzo’s voice.

Why is he here?

I said nothing to them.

I knew if I did, I would lash out at Lorenzo in front of my Dad.

The doctor came around.

“You have to take it easy for about two weeks, it’s advisable you don’t dance at all. You need a good rest.”

“What the hell are you saying? I have a show coming, of course I have to dance, I need more practice to do.”I snapped.

“Calm down, dear.” My Dad cooed.

“Your ankle is not completely damaged so you can still dance but if you insist of practicing for two weeks, it should be done at the comfort of your home where you can easily rest for a while and also, getting massages frequently would help a lot.”

I shut my eyes, not wanting to look at the faces of any of them.

Vaguely, I heard my father telling Lorenzo to take care of me.

I can take care of myself, I don’t need anyone.

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When we got home...scratch that, Lorenzo’s house.

He got down from his car and walked over to open the door for me but I opened it myself and got out.

He bent down in front of me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, getting annoyed.

He replied by scooping me into his arms.

“Put me down!” I ordered.

“I’m sure your ankle still hurts, and you shouldn’t walk with it for now.”

“That’s no business of yours. Put me down!”

He ignored me and started walking into the house.

Tired, I gave up, fuming in his arms.

Why isn’t he saying anything?

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He placed me on my bed.

“I’ll get something prepared for you”With that, he walked away.

Is he choosing to ignore what Allegra told him because of my father’s wealth?

Sometime later, he walked into my room with a tray of food.

“I know how picky you are so I told Flora that I would prepare dinner for you myself.” He said, opening the flatwares for me.

“You must not know this but I’m a pretty good cook.” He said, smiling and handling the cutleries to me.

I tasted the meal.

“Do you like it?” He asked.

I do.

The meal tasted so delicious and I had the appetite to finish everything but I wouldn’t let him know of that.

“It’s fairly good.” I replied and as I ate,Allegra’s words ran through my head.

*Believe me, he was disgusted by it and he can’t believe he agreed to marry someone like you.So before he comes home to tell you how dirty and used you are...I wanted to give you a heads up...End your marriage with Lorenzo.*

I dropped the cutleries and looked up at him.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

A frown crossed his face. “About what?”

“So you want me to spell it out for you?”

“Mona, what’s this about?”

And then I lost my temper.

I felt miserable and I wanted him to feel the same.

“I’ve never met a man who’s like you before, who’s taking so long to show his true nature.”

“Mona...”

“Stop pretending to be a good person when there’s something clearly wrong with you. You keep avoiding sleeping with me like a fucking pussy! Well, let me tell you, I do not want to sleep with you anymore. You’re despicable just like the others and I don’t want the likes of you touching me...”

“Enough!” He warned.

“You disgust me!”I shot at him, panting heavily as I brushed the meal to the floor.

He stared at the floor and then at me.

“Are you done?” He asked, surprisingly calm.

“Leave me alone.”

“I was just about to do that, I can see that you’re upset over your accident and all, Have some rest, I’m sure you’ll feel better in the morning.”

Why doesn’t he look hurt?

He turned around and left my room.

Ugh!

I didn’t feel good after saying all those words to him.

Instead, I felt worse.

I felt miserable.